Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 263 Monk in yellow: We have been waiting for you

The muddy road is surrounded by plains on both sides. Various economic crops are planted on the fertile land. According to the soil and rain conditions, it is subdivided into cotton plantations, sugarcane plantations, grape manors, flower plantations and flakes. oak forest.

On the barren land, the crows were submerged by weeds, and they did not know where to find food. They landed in groups on old trees that had lived for an unknown number of years.

At the end of the road, there are small towns. At the entrance of the town, there are two large waterwheels, and the stream for irrigation drives the waterwheels to rotate slowly.

The lazy sun fell on the farmers who were plowing the fields on both sides, and the herds of grazing cattle came back from eating grass.

Entering the small town, the road is still a dirt road, but it has been pressed very flat, and there will be no obvious dust when the carriage passes by.

The things sold on both sides of the road are common fruits, melons and vegetables, as well as some self-sewn clothes, or prey that have just been hunted and dismembered.

Most of the houses are two stories high. The ground floor is usually built of stones. Some of the above are wooden houses, some are mud houses, and some are tile houses bought at high prices.

The center of the town is the most prosperous area. There is a large square where the townspeople can rest and chat daily. There are beer houses, flower shops, and tailor shops nearby.

Going all the way through the town, there is another barren dirt road, but a row of fences are erected on both sides, as if to block something.

At the end of this road, there is a castle, hidden among the trees alone.

This ancient castle has a history of nearly 200 years. After several generations of Campbell family repairs, it is now made of black stones. The architectural style maintains an ancient flavor. It is still built at the back a tower.

It is said that there was an heir of the Campbell family who believed that there were magical magicians in this world and decided to build a tower to attract magicians to live in.

It's a pity that he didn't seem to have waited for the magician he was thinking of, leaving only this high tower that has been passed down to this day.

The sound of the carriage broke through the silence of the woods, and the birds in the forest flew in fright. From the tall tower in the distance, a flock of black crows flew out.

About 200 meters away from the castle, the dirt road has been replaced by a flat stone road, and the surrounding weeds are gradually disappearing, replaced by clusters of carefully maintained flowers and vegetation.

When the carriage stopped at the entrance of the castle, many people had already gathered here.

There are maids in charge of sweeping the floor, gardeners with large shears, coachmen with horses, and even a cook with a large butcher's knife.

In front of them was a fairly familiar figure, Caius.

As expected, he was waiting for him here in advance, which showed that the monks in yellow clothes hiding in the dark knew his general whereabouts.

Maybe they were the ones who secretly targeted Ince Zangwill last time.

Did they get 008 on purpose?

Hastur didn't think too much, and got off the carriage under the gaze of many people.

"Earl Hastur Campbell, the true owner of this castle."

Caius made a brief introduction to these gathered people, which shows that he has a certain prestige here.

Hastur found that the eyes of those people were full of curiosity and excitement, and some even wanted to step forward and reach out to confirm whether they were alive.

Kind of weird.

"Earl Campbell, don't worry, none of them have any malicious intentions, they just want to witness the real owner of this castle with their own eyes." Caius had a smile on his face.

Hastur narrowed his eyes, with a dangerous aura flashing all over his body, "Are they ordinary people guarding this castle?"

Caius replied respectfully: "It is true that they guard the castle for you."

"You seem to know them well?"

"Some are quite familiar, and some are just acquainted."

"Just met? Are they all newly recruited recently?"

"Yes, when you arrived in South Wales, we wanted to give you a surprise."

"us?"

"Yes, is us."

Caius lowered his head slightly, his attitude was more respectful than before.

The maids, gardeners, coachmen and cooks also bowed slightly.

"Is it just these few people?"

"There is also a housekeeper in charge of maintaining the daily operation of the castle, and Mrs. Lisa, who is in charge of all financial expenses, and two of them have gone out to work outside."

"The number of people is really small."

"Not everyone can come. We all decide who will come through a fair draw."

Hastur was silent and did not speak, but looked a little more complicated at the castle.

I actually came to the lair of the monks in yellow!

They have been waiting here for a long time, so they have not been very anxious, because they are sure that they will set foot here one day, they just need to wait here quietly.

"The surprise we prepared is inside the castle, do you want to go in and have a look now?"

After Caius finished speaking, he put his left hand on his waist and abdomen, gracefully stretched out his right hand, and put on an inviting posture. The other four people divided into two rows to get out of the way.

"Meow!"

Azshara moved restlessly in Hastur's arms, as if to remind Hastur that she couldn't just walk in like this.

Hastur sighed: "Have you been preparing for a long time?"

Caius replied honestly: "Well, I have been preparing for a long time."

"When you were in Backlund, you lied."

"Yes, no one dares to say that what he said in his life is the truth."

"What if I don't go in today?"

"Then we will wait for your next visit."

"You guys are really patient."

Hastur looked up at the dark old castle. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, it looked extraordinarily mysterious and manor.

"Lead the way."

"This way, please."

Caius was not surprised by Hastur's decision.

Caius was in the front, Hastur was holding Azshara in the middle, and behind them were the maid, the gardener, the coachman, and the cook.

The six of them were very quiet along the way, and Hasta did not speak, so Caius and the others also remained silent.

When Hastur paused to admire the surrounding buildings, they also paused, without uttering a word of urging.

When Caius pushed open the gate of the castle, all the bright candles lit up in an instant.

In this era when oil lamps and gas lamps are used, except for the church, few people use a large number of candles to illuminate the house.

In the center of the hall, Hasta saw the housekeeper and Mrs. Lisa whom Caius had just mentioned.

They are a man and a woman, all of them are elderly people, standing in front of a golden box supported by a wooden shelf.

The whole body of the golden box was forged from a single piece of gold, without any cracks or scratches. At this moment, under the flickering of the candle, it was exuding strands of golden light.

This thing Hastur is very familiar with, something that has been entangled with him since he was born.

It will appear wherever your home is.

Counting it, it has followed itself and moved twice on its own initiative.

The first time was to follow him to Queens from the West End, and now he followed him to this ancient castle from Backlund.

He obviously didn't bring it with him, but it still came uninvited.

There was a sneer at the corner of Hastur's mouth: "Is this the surprise you prepared for me?"

Caius said devoutly: "This is your gift of fate, it has been waiting for you to open it yourself."

"You want to know what's hidden inside?"

"Yes, we've been chasing an answer."

"Why don't you open it yourself?"

"We can't do it."

"What if I don't want to open it now?"

"Then we'll wait until you want to open it."

Hastur didn't say any more, and looked at the golden box.

It is not big, about thirty centimeters long, and about five centimeters wide and high.

It didn't exude any different aura around it, just like a dead thing without a soul.

Hastur stared at it for a while, and finally chuckled, "I'm a little tired today."

"We have prepared a room for you, this way please."

Caius didn't bother about opening the golden box, he still led the way and took Hasta to his room.

In the hall, the candles were dimly lit, and the golden box on the wooden shelf was still waiting quietly, waiting for someone to open it.

In the room on the second floor, Hastur asked Caius to go down first, closed the door, put down Azshara in his arms, and put a mirror on the table.

Then he began to look at this room, which was more spacious and luxurious than Greg's villa room.

On the collection shelf, there are all kinds of collections, and any one you take out has a history of hundreds of years.

The style of the chandelier in the room is slightly old, and candles are also lit.

This is a special candle that burns for a long time and does not need to be replaced all the time.

Come to the window, open the window, the scenery outside is very good, all kinds of plantations are scattered on the flat land, extending to the end of the sky.

In addition, from here, you can also see the town you passed just now, but it is just a small black spot in your field of vision, and you need to use a telescope to see it clearly.

After admiring it for a while, Hastur came to the special big bed.

A large bed about three meters wide and five meters long.

Not to mention that people can roll around on it, even if they are dancing on the bed, there is enough space.

"This is such a nice place, what a pity."

Hastur lay on his back on the bed, put away his smile, and began to think about how to solve this matter.

(End of this chapter)